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"
Yes
,
I
do
,
"
said
Dumbledore
quietly
.
"
But
I
have
no
power
to
make
other
men
see
the
truth
,
or
to
overrule
the
Minister
of
Magic
...
.
"
Harry
stared
up
into
the
grave
face
and
felt
as
though
the
ground
beneath
him
were
falling
sharply
away
.
He
had
grown
used
to
the
idea
that
Dumbledore
could
solve
anything
.
He
had
expected
Dumbledore
to
pull
some
amazing
solution
out
of
the
air
.
But
no
...
their
last
hope
was
gone
.
"
What
we
need
,
"
said
Dumbledore
slowly
,
and
his
light
blue
eyes
moved
from
Harry
to
Hermione
,
"
is
more
time
.
"
"
But
--
"
Hermione
began
.
And
then
her
eyes
became
very
round
.
"
OH
!
"
"
Now
,
pay
attention
,
"
said
Dumbledore
,
speaking
very
low
,
and
very
clearly
.
"
Sirius
is
locked
in
Professor
Flitwick
's
office
on
the
seventh
floor
.
Thirteenth
window
from
the
right
of
the
West
Tower
.
If
all
goes
well
,
you
will
be
able
to
save
more
than
one
innocent
life
tonight
.
But
remember
this
,
both
of
you
:
you
must
not
be
seen
.
Miss
Granger
,
you
know
the
law
--
you
know
what
is
at
stake
...
You
--
must
--
not
--
be
--
seen
.
"
Harry
did
n't
have
a
clue
what
was
going
on
.
Dumbledore
had
turned
on
his
heel
and
looked
back
as
he
reached
the
door
.
"
I
am
going
to
lock
you
in
.
It
is
--
"
he
consulted
his
watch
,
"
five
minutes
to
midnight
.
Miss
Granger
,
three
turns
should
do
it
.
Good
luck
.
"
"
Good
luck
?
"
Harry
repeated
as
the
door
closed
behind
Dumbledore
.
"
Three
turns
?
What
's
he
talking
about
?
What
are
we
supposed
to
do
?
"
But
Hermione
was
fumbling
with
the
neck
of
her
robes
,
pulling
from
beneath
them
a
very
long
,
very
fine
gold
chain
.
